Differential

this blank page stares degrees deeper into me
than i have bothered to look and see
at what is surrounding and abounding
the latest sleepless nights so soundly

reading too thoroughly poorly addressed texts
singing a phantom of not caring whats next
trying to stave of dreadful uncertainty
in favor of disappointment in what will come to be

such familiar dread, every time as strong
and every time returned takes equally long
emotions and mind, so intertwined
and point opposite directions until time realigns

no resolutions or solutions this time around
with all of these problems that still abound
time and patience will change my position
or maybe they wont... fuck it